A/N: Not much to say, today. It's 9:00 at night, and I'm ready to write.

Oh... and many of you have been questioning about Alice's psychic abilities. Yes, in the book it does say she could see the future before she was turned. I am not going to say ANYTHING about it to anyone, so you'll just have to wait and see what I'm going to do, ok? I have it all planned out (:

Oh! And I've had a slight name change. I've gone from to Siena Cullen. Hope it doesn't cause any trouble (:

Disclaimer. Steph Meyer owns it all. Sadly.

Alice's POV

I fell asleep quickly that night, after my meal with the Cullens. I quite enjoyed it—it reminded me of my family. All sitting together, eating together, talking, laughing...

Although I didn't talk much (I was still a little scared of them and their scary eyes) it was still fun to watch Emmett bicker with Edward, and then Esme telling them to stop fighting. Jasper joined us – and to be honest, I didn't really want him to when he hated me so much – and didn't say a word. It made me feel uncomfortable to look at him. I didn't like it that he hated me. Everyone else seemed to think I was ok...

It was only one person, right? I don't even know why it bothered me so much. It didn't wreck the dinner, though.

Edward's POV

Everyone's thoughts seemed to revolve around Alice right now. Jasper had gathered us all in the dining room, where Esme kept her favourite antique table. We all sat around it, and the room was silent for a moment.

Finally, I'll get to see what Jasper is so worried about. He's been bugging me for ages. Emmett thought, staring at Jasper, as if trying to stare him into telling everyone his problem.

I hope Alice is sleeping ok. I think I can hear her tossing and turning... That was Rosalie. She was so attached to little Alice, she is all she thought about now.

And to think, it's only been 3 days...

Poor Jasper. Poor Alice. I hope it all turns out right. Esme thought. Her thoughts always had a softness about them – just like her.

Alice has really changed things. That was Carlisle.

I looked down at Bella, wishing I could hear her thoughts without her permission. She caught my gaze, rolled her eyes, and closed her eyes. Her thoughts flooded into my head, and stood out amongst the rest of the noise. It never failed to amaze me where her thoughts ended up...

Alice is so much like Renesmee. I can't wait for them to meet. But... maybe they won't. Jasper seems to upset about it all. Maybe we'll end up sending her away...

Her eye brows creased, and she was deep in thought. I looked down at her, and kissed her hair.

"Ok, let's get this over with." Jasper said, folding his arms over the table. He looked at all of us individually, jaw tight. "We all know who this is about."

She is going to ruin everything. We have to find her somewhere to go, before anyone gets too attached. Jasper's gaze travelled to Rosalie, and then to Esme. He slowly looked around at all of us again before speaking.

"She... she can't... be here." Jasper forced through his teeth, his fists now clenched on the table. "I know she has you all wrapped around her little finger—"

"Jasper, think this through. What's the worst that could happen?" Rosalie interrupted him, and by her thoughts, I could tell she was building to something. She was going to argue.

"I have thought this through. More thoroughly then you have, by the sound of it... don't you know the danger she is going to put us through? She will put herself through?"

Rosalie and Jasper glared at each other.

"The Volturi..." Jasper choked, the words sounding like poison coming out of his mouth. "The Volturi don't stand for five year old humans knowing our secret."

"Who said we would tell her?" Esme said, eye brows raised. She looked at me, worried. "Please, Edward, give us an insight."

"I think we should let Jasper and Rosalie explain." I said, taking Bella's hand under the table and squeezing it tight.

"Alice is just a little girl. So many children are left on the street daily. She is just another one of them. We take her to an orphanage... they'll find her as foster home. She's loveable enough that she could get adopted. It'll give her a better chance at being normal if she's with another family." Jasper said quietly, taking a deep breath. "Because, we are not... human. I am only thinking of her. I don't want her to get hurt by being with us. We are not right for her.

"Doesn't anyone see where I'm coming from? Carlisle, you must—"

"How can you decide that? Is it even your decision?" Rosalie snapped, a little defensively.

"Is it yours?"

"Enough. I know you two both have different views, but... we're all part of this family. We all should get a choice. But... we all should have a hard think about it first. Maybe we should all think about it for a few more days. This isn't something we need to rush into." Carlisle said, his calm demeanour saving the situation from getting ugly. Jasper tensed, and pushed away from the table. Everyone sighed, but Jasper was the only one that moved.

I let go of Bella's hand only to wind my arm around her shoulders. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and sighed.

"Do you think Alice was enrolled in school?" Esme asked, breaking the silence.

"No. She's only five... she'll be starting after the summer. In... a month? In fact, we'll all be starting school at the same time." Bella said, shuffling closer to me so we were almost sharing a chair. I pulled her even closer. "That means Renesmee will be coming!"

A flood of happiness washed over me when I also realised my daughter (and her boyfriend...) will be coming to begin school with us. This will be the first time Renesmee will be going through school for the second time. She loved school – but, like the rest of us have, she will get over the excitement quickly.

My little girl grew up so fast.

I sighed, remembering Alice. If she is around all the time, and if our family raises her... well, it will be like a little Renesmee all over again. On a totally different scale of, course, but...

I had a feeling Bella was thinking about the same thing. I looked down at her, and stared into her golden eyes. She kept me held there for seconds, minutes. I heard someone cough, and looked up. Emmett.

Get a room, guys. I mean, really.

"Shut up." I mumbled, and returned to Bella's gaze. She leaned up to kiss me, but once again, Emmett coughed. "Emmett, shouldn't you be somewhere... ?"

"Well, of course not, dear brother, why would you say such a thing?" Emmett asked, and burst into loud laughs. He looked over at Rosalie. "Come to think of it... we do. Let's go, Rose." He took Rosalie's and, and they sprinted up the stairs.

"Don't wake Alice!" Esme said, knowing they'd hear. I heard Emmett's distant chuckle. "Well... what do you two think of this whole messy situation?"

"I'm not sure yet. I mean, Alice is adorable, but... maybe Jasper has point. I'll make my final decision by the end of the week." Bella said, leaning her head back against my shoulder.

"Edward?" I know Carlisle was most interested in my opinion. We were quite alike, and yet so different at the same time.

"I think Alice would change all of our lives. For better or worse, I don't know yet." I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "I don't know how I feel about taking her to an orphanage, though."

"Me either. I don't feel it's right. She already knows us. Who knows, maybe she loves us already. She's very young, she could have gotten attached. What do you hear in her thoughts, Edward?" Carlisle said, entwining his hands with Esme's.

"I don't hear very much about us. I think she's traumatised from... well, everything in the past 3 days. I don't think she knows what to make of it."

"Poor baby." Esme sighed, concern and worry prominent in her voice. "I don't know what to do with her. I don't how I would be able to give her up."

"We may not have to yet," Carlisle rubbed Esme's arm and kissed her temple. "Let's just make the most of the next few days before... we decide."

We all sat in silence, unsure and confused.

Jasper's POV

Of course, I respected Carlisle's decision to leave it for till the end of the week. I just refuse to believe the fact that everyone will choose to let her stay. I know it. It will happen.

I pushed myself from the table, and headed for the stairs. I'm not sure what I planned to do – maybe go hunting again? – or maybe I'll just read. I don't know.

This one was one of the times I wished I had a partner. Someone to love. To spend the nights with, to be able to talk to when I need to get something off my chest. I felt especially lonely, though I was in a house with six other beings.

I walked past Esme and Carlisle's room – where Alice was sleeping – and stopped at the door. I heard her stirring from inside, and without even commanding myself to do so, I twisted the door handle, and the door swung open with a creek.

I stood in the door way, taking in the scene in front of me. A lot of the room was taken up by a huge, king sized bed. The south window that acted as a wall let in most of the silver light from the moon.

If I hadn't of heard her breathing, and smelt her, I wouldn't have know she was there at all.

Alice was curled on her side, an ant compared to the size of the bed. She looked so tiny, so fragile, as if anything could break her. Her breathing was even, the aroma of her scent filled the whole room with warm air. I held my breath, worried about the outcome.

I took one step, and took two more. Without even realising, I had walked all the way to the side of her bed. If she were to wake up right now, she would get a terrible fright; I would just look like a black figure against the window.

Clearly, she must have lived in Forks her whole life – it was raining hard tonight, and yet she seemed to sleep soundly despite the noise. We had only just moved here, but the rain didn't seem to bother any of us.

I didn't know what I was doing here. I was just tempting fate, being here in this room with... her. The little girl who was going to wreck everything Carlisle has built for us. Plus... she just smelled so good.

I still held my breath, but my throat seemed to be begging me to inhale. I refused it, my jaw tight, and my hands clenched. I had to overcome this. It couldn't win.

I mean... she couldn't win.

She was merely a child. I couldn't let myself be bothered by her. I'm stronger than that.

Aren't I?

I'm a military man. I'm supposed to be able to do anything, be anything. So why was this little girl – Alice – making it so difficult?

It wasn't her fault. She wasn't doing this intentionally. It wasn't her fault I mindlessly wondered into her room and stared at her, contemplating.

She really was a very pretty little girl. Her face didn't seem complete without those wide, brown eyes. Her small, pink lips were set in a pout, soft breaths escaping her lips with a little whooshing noise.

It's amazing how much you can see with these eyes. How much you can hear with these ears.

Her little hand rested beside her face, against the pillow. It raised my own hand to sit next to it, and nearly gasped at the difference.

My hand was nearly twice the size of hers. I twisted my hand up both ways, surprised and a little horrified at the difference. Should she be this small? Was it even healthy? Does she need help?

I could feel the curiosity raging around the whole house, but focused hard to make them all feel bored, yet peaceful. I had changed the mood, just like that; everyone was ignoring us.

I smiled at myself.

I focused back on Alice, still marvelling at the size. I took away my hand and clenched it back into a tight fist. I remembered the terrifying scent, and tightened my stance. I looked down at her once more, and ran from the room. I reclosed her door, and took a deep breath. I could still smell her, but it wasn't as intense.

I wondered what I was going to do for the rest of the night; probably try to ignore the loved-up couples in the other rooms.

Rosalie's POV

I was anxious waiting for Alice to wake up; I felt like I had been waiting for decades.

I twisted and untwisted my singlet top, anxiously sitting on my bed with my legs crossed. Emmett sat next to me, his arm around my waist, trying to pull me closer. I was wearing his massive flannel shirt over my singlet, which he seemed to find hilarious.

"Did you catch what happened with Jasper a few hours ago?" Emmett whispered in my ear, tickling my hair.

I nodded. "Mmm, it was weird. Maybe he doesn't hate her as much as he lets on."

"She's hard to hate. Charming little thing."

I sighed. "I know. You know, she could be our child. She looks like you."

"You think?" Emmett asked, leaning away from my ear to look at me. "Why?"

"Well, you both have black hair... and well, your size difference kind of puts me off that idea." I laughed shakily, looking down at my fingers. Not even Emmett could distract me from where my thoughts were headed.

Jasper had given me something to think about. What if we adopted Alice... and... the Volturi turned up at our doorstep? What would I do then? Would it be a repeat of the Bella incident? Would Alice have to be changed?

No. I wouldn't let that happen. No way.

I frowned, and leaned back into Emmett's embrace. "You looked so happy yesterday, when you were playing with her."

Emmett grinned. "Yeah, she's fast! Has a thing for speed, I think."

"And fashion. She is strangely concerned about her own appearance for a 5 year old. When do you think her birthday is?" I asked, smiling at the thought. What if she would end up spending her birthday here?

If that is a possibility. If that is what everyone chooses. Because it's not up to me. It's our family's choice. Not just mine this time.

I would miss her if she left us. Of course, I still had Ness, but she was a young women now...

"What are you going to do, Emmett?" I asked, leaning my head on his chest as he pulled me up towards the pillow-side of the bed.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you going to vote for her to stay?"

He hesitated. "As much as I want to... I'm going to have to wait until the end of the week to decide. I need to think about it, too. We all do." He sighed, and pushed a strand of stray hair behind my ear. "We have to think about her. What is best for her."

I nodded. "You're right, I know that. I know it all."

"Just be careful, Rosie," He said quietly, brushing his finger tips along my cheek. "Don't get too attached."

Too late.

Esme's POV

Oh, Alice. Alice, Alice, Alice...

I was so worried about her. She seemed like such a trouble child... how can she ever live without her parents? She won't be loved at an orphanage. She's too precious to deserve that.

What will people think of her? How will she grow up? What will she turn into, without a Mother to guide her? Without a Father to protect her?

I sighed, looking down at my hands. I was folded on the sofa, leaning against the arm rest. Carlisle was sitting next to me, his arm around my waist.

"How long before she wakes up, do you think?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm not sure. It's 7, so she should be up soon, I think."

As if she heard us, I heard tossing and turning from upstairs. There were little mumbling sounds, and then an "Esme? Rosalie? Bella?"

I smiled at her little voice. She sounded so innocent, so helpless – how does she deal with all of this, when she seemed so fragile?

"Go." Carlisle said, kissing my cheek. I smiled at him, and stood up.

When I entered my room where Alice was sleeping, she was sitting up in her bed. The bed head behind her was nearly 3 times her size. It made her look even smaller than she was.

I stopped, though. I saw Bella and Edward sitting on the bed beside her, talking to her. They all looked so cute together – I didn't want to disturb them.

Instead, I decided to go downstairs to make Alice breakfast. She needed some big, something hearty; I don't think there's enough of her. She needs to eat more.

I walked back downstairs, and met with Rosalie in the kitchen. She was going through Renesmee's cardboard box, looking for more clothes for Alice. We smiled at each other, as I took out the eggs and juice.

Alice's POV

When I opened my eyes, I didn't remember where I was. I was so scared, for a minute – I couldn't remember how I'd gotten here or who I was staying with. I even thought my parents were still around.

I miss my parents. I wished they were here.

I sat up in my bed, and rubbed my eyes. "Esme? Rosalie? Bella?"

No one responded for a little bit, and then Edward appeared at the door. He leaned against the door frame, smiling at me. "Don't you want me in here with you, Alice?"

"Hi Edward." I said, shrugging. "No, you're ok. You just scare me sometimes."

He stepped into the room, his smile twisting till it was almost a frown. He straightened himself up and sat beside me on the bed. "How did you sleep?"

"Not very well." I said.

"Why not?"

"I was having nightmares."

He sighed. "It's ok. Everyone has nightmares. You could have come and got Bella and I if you needed us. We were just in the next room."

Just then, Bella entered the room as well. She sat on my other side, and smiled just like Edward had. "Good morning, Alice. How are you?"

"I'm fine."

Bella smiled, and scooted a little closer to me. She leaned against the back bed post next to me. I thought about cuddling up next to her, but then I remembered how hard and cold her skin was.

My mommy was never hard and cold.

"Are you alright, Alice?" Bella asked me.

I wasn't sure how to answer that. "I don't know. I just had nightmares, that all. I'm ok now, though."

Bella frowned, and looked down at me. "I used to—I have nightmares sometimes, too."

"Really? You do?" I asked, astonished. I had never seen any of them sleep before now, but I suppose they did.

"Mhmm. But you can't let them bother you." She said, smiling at tapping my nose. "They're just in your mind. But enough about nightmares. Are you hungry?"

I clapped my hands. "Yeah!"

"Let's go."

I was surprised when Edward took my hand, and Bella took my other one. Both of their hands felt so cold, but I just ignored it. These pyjamas made me warm anyway; and they smelt really good. I don't know why.

I skipped as I went down the stairs, urging Bella and Edward to go faster. They both laughed, and sped up the pace. By now they were jogging and I was skipping through the huge house.

"Hello, Alice!" Rosalie said, a grin spreading across her face. We had just entered the kitchen, and she seemed to be waiting for us at the doorway.

She pulled me into a hug, which surprised me. Although, I hugged her back, because I needed a hug. I missed getting hugged. "Can I call you Rosie, Rosalie?"

"Of course you can. Emmett calls me that all the time." She smoothed both sides of my hair, and kissed my forehead. I was surprised by the affection; my mommy didn't even kiss me this often.

Carlisle was standing next to Rosalie, his face a little disapproving. "Hello, Alice. How are you?"

"Good thank you."

He smiled, and then Esme called out to me.

"Alice, it's time for breakfast!" Esme said, placing a big plate of eggs and bacon on the table. I could barely climb up onto the stool, so Edward lifted me up.

"Thank you, Esme." I smiled at her, and dug right in. I have been so hungry lately, and I haven't eaten food this good for awhile. "What are we going to be doing today?"

They all exchanged a glance, and looked back at me.

"Well, what do you want to do?" Esme asked.

"Um... I don't know. Can we go to the park, please!?" I asked, kicking my legs under the table. I hadn't been the park in weeks!

Esme laughed. "Ok. That's a good idea. Although... I hope the weather stays nice for us."

I looked at the window as I chewed on my bacon. The sky was congested with dark clouds, though it didn't look like it would be raining for a few hours.

"It will." I assured, glaring at the sky. Maybe if I stare at it long enough I will scare into keeping the rain away.

"Staring at the sky isn't going to scare it, Alice." Edward said, and my head snapped u .

"How'd you know I was trying to scare it?" I asked, frowning.

"Just a guess."

I shrugged, and continued eating my breakfast. When I was done, Rosalie and Bella took me upstairs to get me dressed. I could dress myself, but I know they loved helping me, so I just let them dress me in what they thought looked good.

"Bella, why don't you ever wear a dress?" I asked, looking at Bella's jeans. "Jeans aren't nice to wear all the time."

They had dressed me in a dress today. It was dark blue and it went up to my knees.

Bella raised an eye brow, and smiled. "Well... I do, sometimes, but I just prefer jeans..."

I pouted, and trotted down stairs. I walked to Edward, and tugged on his hand to get his attention. "Edward, can you tell Bella that she should change into a dress?"

He looked down at me, and laughed. "Bella, I think you should change into a dress."

Bella glared at him, and shook her head. She disappeared up the stairs, and came back a few minutes later in a long, white dress.

"See, Bella! You look prettyful now."

She laughed, and tapped me on the nose. I headed to the front door, where Emmett and Jasper were waiting. They seemed to be fighting about something, but they stopped when I got to the door.

I looked up at both of them; Jasper was looking at me, his face expressionless, and Emmett was grinning, as usual. It was like the evil guy and the good guy. It surprised me to know that Emmett was the good guy. He still looked so big...

"Are you coming, Jasper?" I worked up the guts to ask him, even though he didn't take his eyes off my face.

He nodded. "Yes. Is that ok with you?"

I nodded.

I tried smiling at him; maybe he would smile back. Usually, when I smiled, people smiled back. His face didn't change for a moment, but when I didn't stop smiling, the corner of his mouth pricked up. I clapped my hands in triumph while Emmett was left in hysterics.

"Dude, she's got some sort of power over you." Emmett laughed, and punched Jasper on the shoulder. Jasper's almost-smile disappeared.

"Is everyone ready to go?" Esme and the others came through the door, with a picnic basket in her hand. Bella carried a blanket.

"Yeah! Yeah, let's go!" I jumped up to open the door, and launched myself towards the car. What I think was Carlisle's car was in the driveway.

The others followed behind me, and I could hear them laughing. We all loaded into the car, ready for a picnic!

Rosalie's POV

Alice was just... adorable! How much cuter can a human child get?

When she ran to Carlisle's car, when she was talking with Edward and Bella – anything she did managed to make my dead heart want to explode. Her little tinkling voice, her pleading smile, the way when she asked for anything, she usually got it. She just had that power over you.

And when she told Bella to change out of her jeans! That was just... great!

I'm not sure how to describe how I'm feeling. Alice just makes me so happy! I never dreamed anyone beside my family could do that! I never thought a human that wasn't Renesmee could do that...

She is exactly how I would want my daughter to be. Sweet, polite... adorable!

I know Jasper will change his mind. After the meeting, he looked like he was about to crack. It was hard to stay mad at Alice for too long. She had charm.

Now, we were all sitting on a blanket in a park a few hours away from the house. Yes, I know, hours... but I didn't think there were any other places in Forks. Who would need a park here, anyway? It's always raining.

I couldn't take my eyes off Alice's expression as we drove away from the house. She was getting impatient from just the drive out of the driveway. And the speed... she was holding onto my arm very tight. I looked at Carlisle to tell him to slow down, and he did. Thank god.

Sometimes, you would forget Alice is even in the room. She was just so tiny – but not quiet – oh no, she wasn't quiet at all. She loved to talk. She was such a smart little thing.

"Emmett, will you play Frisbee with me?" She asked, bouncing on the spot. She seemed to take a shine to Emmett; and to think, she was scared of him before!

"Sure." Emmett picked up an old Frisbee Esme found in the cupboard and ran with Alice towards the far end of the park. No one was around today, which was good.

I sat back on my elbows as I watched them play, smiling to myself. This was the life I wanted. I have always wanted.

I wish we could tell her about us. I've been thinking about it...

"Rose," It was Edward, glaring at me. I've had this thought many times, and he's the one to burst my bubble. I suppose he was right...

But that doesn't stop me from wishing.

Jasper's POV

I watched Emmett and Alice play, and decided I wanted to join in. Ever since Alice came along, Emmett and I have hardly talked to each other...

I jumped up, and made my way towards Emmett and Alice. I could feel the other's confusion, watching me as I caught the Frisbee and threw it softly to Alice. She looked cocked her head to the side, momentarily confused.

"Alice! Throw it! Hard as you can!" Emmett yelled, and Alice turned away and threw the Frisbee. It only got two metres ahead of her and then fell to the ground.

"Stupid Frisbee! Why. Won't. You. Go!" She stomped over to the Frisbee and picked it up. She tried throwing it again, but failed.

"Hold on," I said, swiping the Frisbee before she ran after it again. "You're not throwing it right. You have to stretch out your arm more."

I put the Frisbee in her hand and pulled her arm back. The size difference still surprised me, but I softly pushed her arm forward, and the Frisbee through all the way to Emmett.

"Good job, Alice!" Emmett called, grinning and clapping. Alice turned to me and burst out laughing. She clapped her hands and jumped on the spot, and I couldn't help smiling at her.

"I did it, Jasper!" She squealed excitedly. "I did it!"

"You did," I smiled, and ruffled her hair. She seemed to cringe at my touch, but she didn't stop laughing. She reminded me of a frightened animal; so cautious and jumpy. "Nice work."

"Again! Again!"

We spent the rest of the morning playing Frisbee, over and over. I showed Alice how to throw it properly, but she wanted me to help her.

I realised half way through that everyone had began to watch us; and the confusion was back. The confusion was making me confused; I didn't like it. I tried my hardest to make them all feel glee, and they all started laughing and grinning at us instead.

"That's better." I mumbled.

"Alice! Time for lunch!" Rosalie called, as Esme took out the sandwiches and Emmett came back with the Frisbee.

"Aw," She pouted, but ran to back to the family anyway. She sat herself down beside Esme and Carlisle, as they handed her a turkey and cheese sandwich. "We can play more later, right?"

"Sure we can." Emmett grinned, then winked at me. "For as long as you want."

I'm not sure if I liked Alice yet. In fact, I didn't think I ever would.

At least I can say I gave her a chance.

A/N: I can't believe chapter 3 is over already!

First of all, I'd like to thanks for all the reviews. They're all great and I'm even more happy to know you all like my story (:

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Someone commented that they wanted Edward to spend some time with Alice. Well, that should be coming up in the next chapter. All of the Cullens with spend time with her, maybe individually...

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